Bob? Come on Bob get out

Liz pulled on him a little but when he let out a screech of pain she let go. Liz didnt know what to do so without thinking she threw her door open and yelled down the hall.

MOMMY!

Both Tina and Bette were standing in front of her in record time and Liz looked up at them with guilty yet helpless eyes. The looked down at her with worry in their eyes and Liz felt really bad about what she had to tell them.

Whats wrong baby?

Its Bob

What about Bob?

Hes stuck

Stuck?

Bette and Tina followed Liz into her room where she showed them Bob who was glued to the table and trying desperately to get free. He was moving his little arms and legs as fast as he could but it was no use. He was stuck good. Bette bent down and peered at Bob for a few seconds before realizing that he was glued down. She turned to Liz with a stern look on her face.

Liz why is Bob glued to the table? Where did you get glue from?

Liz produced the tube of wood glue and Bette nearly had a heart attack. She took the glue from Liz and smacked her hard across the backside as punishment for taking the glue.

Liz this is not a toy. This is very sticky glue and anything you use it on is usually stuck for a long long time. You cannot play with this glue okay?

Um

What now?

Tina was trying to help Bette get Bob unstuck but when she heard the tone in Lizs voice she had a sinking feeling.

Liz what else did you glue down?

Liz took a big gulp before pointing to a few of her toys in her room. Tina shook her head at Liz but it wasnt until Liz took her hand and led her into the living room that she really got upset. Liz took Tina over to the kitchen table and pointed at Bettes cell phone, which was now glued onto the table. Tina bent down and looked Liz straight in the eye.